Here is a short one. This was initially a longer chapter, but I broke it into two. The next chapter is better, I promise. I apologize for any grammar or punctuation errors. I wrote this quickly.

Disclaimer: I do not own Rookie Blue or ABC.

Sam broke the kiss and took a step back from Val. He had definitely not been expecting her to be there or anywhere near Andy. He quickly looked over her shoulder and saw Andy dragging a tall model out onto the dance floor. He sighed. What was it with her and tall blonde men. He focused back on Val and realized she had been talking to him. Luckily the music was loud enough he could feign he couldn't hear her. Val grabbed his hand and dragged him over to the couch she had been occupying with Andy and Tori.

"Tori! This is my man, Sammy," Val introduced him. Tori raised an eyebrow. She had seen the smiles between Sammy and Andy. There was no way Sammy could be with Val. Tori had also talked enough with Andy to know that Sam was her partner on the job and that she had a major crush on him, not that Andy was confessing that. But she could read people pretty well. "I'm going to get you something to drink," Val said and stood up.

"Scotch," Sam answered to her silent inquiry.

Tori watched her leave before turning to Sam, who had finally found Andy on the dance floor. Tori found his reaction to her friend fascinating. He looked like he was about to commit murder. She followed his gaze and saw Andy twined around Hank. They moved fluidly to the music, their movements sensual, erotic. The kind of dance that made the room temperature go up about ninety degrees. Sam didn't seem to like seeing Hank's hands on Andy's hips as they swayed to the beat.

"She was waiting for you," Tori finally stated.

"Doesn't appear that way now," Sam ground out.

"Well, having Val fling herself at you didn't exactly help either," came her casual reply.

Sam flinched at the memory. Val had been a distraction in the weeks since Andy's engagement; a distraction that had disgusted him. He had put a stop to it, but he hadn't been expecting to run into her or for her to think they still had something going. He needed to explain to Andy.

"Val is still stuck at the bar. You might want to take the opportunity to get Andy away from Hank," Tori suggested.

Sam didn't need anymore prodding. He left the VIP area and made his way to the dance floor. He wasn't a huge fan of the music blasting, but he could pass for a decent dancer. He made his way slowly towards Andy and Hank. He danced with several other women as he made his way, a couple of them tried to get him to stay with him others groped his ass, but he was on a mission. When he finally made it to Andy, she was dancing by herself, Hank having been grabbed by another girl. She didn't seem to mind. Andy had caught the eye of a couple other guys. Sam grabbed her hand and twirled her towards him. He caught her around the waist. They didn't stop moving to the music and he could tell he surprised her with his ability to dance.

Over her shoulder, he saw Val catch sight of him and Andy, her mouth agape. He needed to get out of the club and there was no way he was leaving Andy. He searched quickly and found Traci. He tapped his watch and nodded towards the door. Traci nodded in agreement and excused herself from her dance partner.

"McNally, it's time to go," Sam said into her ear. She was pressed against him and his breath tickled her neck.

"No, I'm having fun," Andy said, grinning. "Dance with me, Sam."

"I am," Sam replied. "But we need to go. You have work in the morning."

"Not yet," Andy insisted.

Traci had finally gotten their purses and met up with them on the dance floor. "You guys ready?"

"No!" Andy yelled. She was getting angry. She was buzzed. She was ready to dance. She wanted to do something besides feel.

"McNally, let's go!" Sam yelled back. He grabbed her wrist and bodily dragged her off the dance floor and towards the front door.

"Sammy!" Val screeched.

"Val! Not now!" Sam shouted and brushed past her.

"Sammy!" Val yelled, she grabbed his arm and stopped him. Sam glared at her.

"Val. We are over. We have been over for a while now. Now I have to get my partner out of here before she does something stupid," Sam explained.

He yanked on Andy's wrist and with Traci following, dragged her out to the parking lot. He pushed her up into the cab of the truck and shut the door. She yelled through the window and each time she tried to open the door, he pushed it back closed.

"You gonna be all right," Traci asked. She was worried about her friend and she had never seen Sam so mad before.

"Yeah," Sam replied. "I'm going to get her home. She needs to sleep this off. I'll have her call you in the morning."

"Okay. Sorry about all this, Sam. I tried to keep her from drinking too much," Traci explained.

"Don't be sorry. You're a good friend, Traci. She's hurt and upset. She's not thinking clearly," Sam said. He gave Traci a quick hug and jumped into the truck.

Andy had finished yelling and sat with her arms crossed. She refused to look at Sam. He rolled his eyes, started the truck and pulled out of the parking lot. It was going to be a long ride home.